“With Rue My Heart Is LadenWith rue my heart is ladenFor golden friends I had,For many a rose-lipt maidenAnd many a lightfoot lad.By brooks too broad for leapingThe lightfoot boys are laid;The rose-lipt girls are sleepingIn fields where roses fade.”
“Nobody knew my rose of the world but me... I had too much glory. They don't want glory like that in nobody's heart”
“An emperor walks with his court through many fields of roses until they come to a barren spot. There he sees one rose. "It's the most beautiful rose I've ever seen!" the emperor cries. Those walking with him point out that he'd just been through a field of similar roses. "Yes, but THIS one I can see.”
“No rose without a thorn but many a thorn without a rose.”
“No rose without a thorn. Yes, but many a thorn without a rose.”
“The snows and the roses of yesterday are vanished;And what is love but a rose that fades?”